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Death
Contributed by
lovingangel4u
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Monday, 11th August 2003 @ 03:35:00 AM in AEST
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Tightness in my chest creeping up into my shoulders
Grabbing at my throat
Call the ambulance I gasp tell them to be quick
But time goes to fast tick tick.
I look to the door of my bedroom
How I wish I can run through that door and grab my children once more.
To give them a warm embrace and tell them I love them to their face.
But there is not time.
I look into his face lots of words I need to say
So much to fix and arrange every thing in disarray
Panic is all I feel but all I can do is pray.
There is no time.
Again I look to the door I will never see them again.
My breaths shorten oh the pain
I refuse to go its not my time my children need me is my rhythm
But there is no time.
Nothing more to do life just forbids
My last words
I love you look after my kids.
No more time.
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2003-08-11 03:35:00]
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Re: Death
(User Rating: 1 )
by outsider on
Monday, 11th August 2003 @ 05:31:53 AM AEST
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| A very vivid and urgent write, and very well put across. Im very glad you are still here to write about it (K) |
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Re: Death
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by jaeann on
Tuesday, 12th August 2003 @ 12:20:20 AM AEST
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| i feel the panic...the urgency....this is good.....you've captured it.....i'm sorry you had to feel that way...... |
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